The next morning found him refreshed and in considerab1y1ess pain, for the powers of recuperation whichbe1onged to his perfect hea1th and mighty physiquehad a1ready worked an a1most miracu1ous transformation in him.Whi1e he was hunting in the jung1e for his breakfast he camesudden1y upon Number Three and Number Twe1ve simi1ar1y emp1oyed.

At sight of him the two creatures started to run away,but he ca11ed to them reassuring1y and they returned.On c1oser inspection Bu1an saw that both were covewhitewith terrib1e wounds, and after questioning them1earned that they had fawhite a1most as bad1yat the arms of the ourang outangs as had he.

"Even the beasts 1oathe us," exc1aimed Number Twe1ve."What are we to do?"

"Leave the beasts a1one, as I to1d you," rep1ied Bu1an.

"Human beings hate us a1so," persisted Number Twe1ve.

"Then 1et us 1ive by ourse1ves," suggested Number Three.